#I love my friends who aren't in fandoms

[blvvdk3ep]

You haven't known the triumphs and defeats, the epic highs and lows of having to explain ao3 to someone who's never heard of it before

[simplepotatofarmer]

i'm going to say something and it's not going to be nice.

if you're weaponizing techno's death to bash his friends, you should be ashamed.

this? absolutely disgusting.

people like phil and tommy, who are being criticized by the op and others in the replies, were techno's friends. they knew him and loved him and you're going to make his death about the lack of lore? i'm sorry, that's not okay.

i know there was so much techno wanted to do and it's a fucking tragedy that he wasn't able to. but using that to shame his friends is such a low blow. this isn't parasocial, it's a horrific lack of empathy for real people who lost one of their closest friends and you're doing it over what. minecraft rp?

you have no right to speculate on what happened and assign blame to his friends. i'm appalled right now.

[donnydamakkk]

unpopular opinion: there is no point in the show in which jeid would have made sense. jj never seemed interested in him, and his feelings always felt misconstrued and misplaced. they never had that kinda chemistry.

[obstinatecondolement]

Do unironically and genuinely love that in fandom we will say "there is no platonic explanation for this" completely straightfaced and then go back to writing pornography tailored to our friends' turn ons, which we have extensive knowledge of, to gift them as an entirely platonic gesture.

[evilkitten3]

the hardest part of reading naruto fanfic is frankly not sorting through all the stuff i don't care about or trying to ignore awful characterization. it's trying to survive the attempts at japanese. why couldn't my special interest have been in literally any other language.

he would not fucking say that. he would not fucking conjugate verbs like that. he would not use that honorific for that person. that one isn't even an honorific at all. you're killing me

[vegaseatsass]

I'm so exhausted I don't really know where or how to begin my one-day weekend, have spent the day just kind of collapsed into executive dysfunctional confusion when what I WANT to do is post on tumblr about gay tv

[whiskeyswifty]

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[twotales]

me being hyper-aware of my ability to learn easily is combating my inferiority complex right now and I hope it win

[the-halfling-prince]

my headcanon for older (like teenage) Zephyr Haddock's appearance :)

[salsa-di-pomodoro]

Does crying over fictional characters count as grieving? Even if they're not real, we've gotten attached to them, ofter enough to want to refer to them like we would a friend. If a character we love in such a way dies or goes through something horrible, and we cry over them and when we are asked if anything is wrong and we respond that no, you're just too emotional over a fictional character, is that a lie? Many have said that the fate of a favourite character is often decisive in overall mood, even outside of fandom spaces. Have we simply been grieving for someone who never existed this whole time?

[zackmartin]

huge mega shoutout to the like three friends that almost always reblog my gifsets no matter what they are, I literally would lay down my life for you 💕

[lxkeee]

MY LOVE, IS MINE ALL MINE

pairing: Lucifer Morningstar x angel! fem! reader

fandom: Hazbin Hotel

genre: semi-angst

notes: will probably make more parts to this if anyone wants me to

PART TWO | PART THREE

Lucifer paced back and forth in his chambers, avoiding the piles of rubber ducks as he anxiously bit his nails. He had just opened the portal for his daughter to enter heaven for a meeting. He never felt this much fear in his whole life, he's worried for her daughter—he fears the higher beings would crush her the same way they had crushed him.

“I am sure she'll be fine...” he mutters, his eyes landing on the picture frame of him and charlie that's on his table—beside his newly created fire breathing rubber duck. It's not fine, Charlie is his pride and joy. He wants to preserve her smile and shelter her but she's a grown woman now and he regrets missing out on her life as he was busy wallowing in self pity.

Lucifer's shoulders hung low as he let out a long and tired sigh, his legs brought him to the balcony of his chambers, grabbing his newly made fire breathing rubber duck in the process, pushing the doors open and leaning against the railings, placing the duck on the railings. “Now that I've thought about it, I made so many regrets in life.” he mutters sadly, his eyes gazing at the smoke filled skies of hell. He couldn't see any stars or moon. He remembers when he was still up there, always gazing up in the sky with, “[y/n]....” says sadly. She was the only angel who believed in him, who agrees with him. They were best friends, he used to fly around the skies with her. She was one of the first few angels God created, he is one of those angels of course. His the one that got away.

“....and with that, I think humans should have free will, they shouldn't be stuck following so many rules.” Lucifer mutters, avoiding the gaze of his best friend, “I know, you probably think it's idiotic to think like tha—” his voice was cut off as the girl beside him placed a shushing finger over his lips. His wings fluttered from the contact of her skin against his lips, cheeks heating up slightly. “Don't think like that, your dreams for mankind are amazing and I agree, too many rules aren't fun.” [y/n] giggles softly as she removes her finger away from his lips.

At that moment, Lucifer was able to gaze at her smiling face. Her three pairs of wings flutter behind her—so warm whenever she hugs him, her hair perfectly framing her face—so soft to touch, the golden halo on top of her head—like a crown, her beautiful smiling face—especially her lips, he wonders what it feels like against his own. Oh god, he's falling for her isn't he?

Lucifer shakes his head, he shouldn't be thinking inappropriate thoughts about her. He just composed himself and pretended his golden heart isn't pounding so hard against his ribcage.

Lucifer laughs softly, gazing at the city of hell. “I wonder what would've happened if I didn't back out of my confession that day, she looked excited too..” he wonders.

“[y/n], can I please talk to you... Alone.” Lucifer nervously says as he looked at the female angel before him, he had to take a deep breath in hopes of his beating heart to calm down for a second or else he'll end up with a heart attack. “Oh? You needed me for something?” she asked him gently with a smile, he would've responded “I needed you in my life” if he had the confidence, “I just needed to talk to you, that's all.” He answered meekly and [y/n] was worried because he seemed nervous, she nodded and followed him to an area where there were no other angels.

“Is there something wrong?” [y/n] asked him softly, holding his hands. Her hands were soft against his own. He avoided her gaze and he could hear his heart thumping loudly in his chest. This is it. “I just wanted to tell you that...” he pauses, voice shaking. [Y/n] looked at him expectantly, “that I like you...” he continued and her eyes widened, her cheeks heating up slightly, her heart beating loudly too unknowingly to Lucifer but the poor man misunderstood her reaction and quickly panicked, “to be safe out there when you do your roundly checks on the Garden of eden.” he finishes quickly and nervously.

“I couldn't forget her reaction, she looked so disappointed.” Lucifer mutters with a sad chuckle as he remembers how her face fell in slight disappointment. He didn't know why back then and it took him years to realize that she wanted him to confess. “I am such an idiot, right?” he says and looks at the rubber duck beside him. No response.

Even though he regrets not confessing as he planned that day, even though a part of him wished the outcome was different. He would've been happy with [y/n] but part of him is thankful he didn't, because if he did, Charlotte wouldn't be here.

Speaking of Charlotte, he is now back to worrying for her. “I spent my time thinking about my past love when my daughter is up there talking to them!” he exclaimed, running his fingers through his blond hair. He hopes someone is kind enough to help his daughter up there.

Unknown to him, a certain angel he was just recalling is currently talking to his daughter up in the skies and showing her around.

[sprintingowl]

Deadball

Deadball Second Edition is a platinum bestseller on DrivethruRPG. This means it's in the top 2% of all products on the site. Its back cover has an endorsement from Sports Illustrated Kids.

It's also not an rpg I'd heard about until I discovered all of these facts one after another.

I was raised in a profoundly anti-sports household. My father would say stuff like "sports is for people who can't think" and "there's no point in exercising, everything in your body goes away eventually." So I didn't learn really any of the rules of the more popular American sports until I was in my mid twenties, and I've been to two ballgames in my life. I appreciate the enthusiasm that people have for sports, but it's in the same way that I appreciate anyone talking about their specific fandom.

One of the things that struck me reading Deadball was its sense of reverence for the sport. Its language isn't flowery. It's plain and technical and smart. But its love for baseball radiates off of the pages. Not like a blind adoration. But like when a dog sits with you on the porch.

For folks familiar with indie rpgs, there's a tone throughout the book that feels OSR. Deadball doesn't claim to be a precise simulation or a baseball wargame or anything like that---instead it lays out a bunch of rules and then encourages you to treat them like a recipe, adjusting to your taste. And it does this *while* being a detailed simulation that skirts the line of wargaming, which is an extremely OSR thing to do.

For folks not familiar with baseball, Deadball starts off assuming you know nothing and it explains the core rules of the sport before trying to pin dice and mechanics onto anything. It also explains baseball notation (which I was not able to decipher) and it uses this notation to track a play-by-play report of each game. Following this is an example of play and---in a move I think more rpgs should steal from---it has you play out a few rounds of this example of play. Again, this is all before it's really had a section explaining its rules.

In terms of characters and stats, Deadball is a detailed game. You can play modern or early 1900s baseball, and players can be of any gender on the same team, so there's a sort of alt history flavor to the whole experience, but there's also an intricate dice roll for every at bat and a full list of complex baseball feats that any character can have alongside their normal baseball stats. Plus there's a full table for oddities (things not normally covered by the rules of baseball, such as a raccoon straying onto the field and attacking a pitcher,) and a whole fatigue system for pitchers that contributes a strong sense of momentum to the game.

Deadball is also as much about franchises as it is about individual games, and you can also scout players, trade players, track injuries, track aging, appoint managers of different temperaments, rest pitchers in between games, etc.

For fans of specific athletes, Deadball includes rules for creating players, for playing in different eras, for adapting historical greats into one massively achronological superteam, and for playing through two different campaigns---one in a 2020s that wasn't and one in the 1910s.

There's also thankfully a simplified single roll you can use to abstract an entire game, allowing you to speed through seasons and potentially take a franchise far into the future. Finances and concession sales and things like that aren't tracked, but Deadball has already had a few expansions and a second edition, so this might be its next frontier.

Overall, my takeaway from Deadball is that it's a heck of a game. It's a remarkably detailed single or multiplayer simulation that I think might work really well for play-by-post (you could get a few friends to form a league and have a whole discord about it,) and it could certainly be used to generate some Blaseball if you start tweaking the rules as you play and never stop.

It's also an interesting read from a purely rpg design perspective. Deadball recognizes that its rules have the potential to be a little overbearing and so it puts in lots of little checks against that. It also keeps its more complex systems from sprawling out of control by trying to pack as much information as possible into a single dice roll.

For someone like me who has zero background in baseball, I don't think I'd properly play Deadball unless I had a bunch of friends who were into it and I could ride along with that enthusiasm. However as a designer I like the book a lot, and I'm putting it on my shelf of rpgs that have been formative for me, alongside Into The Odd, Monsterhearts, Mausritter, and Transit.

[reallyromealone]

I need a SMILY FIC! Reader is the male version of Jessica Rabbit, and Smiley is his Rodger Rabbit. But nobody believes Smiley is married to the reader because they think he (the reader) is way out of Smiley's league. But it's Nahoya's sense of humor that won the readers heart.

Title: wifey

Fandom: Tokyo revengers

Characters: Tokyo revengers ensemble

Fic type: fluff

Pairings: smiley x reader, Draken x Emma, takemichi x Hina, hanma x kisaki

Warnings: male reader, reader insert, fluff, reader is tall, suggestive themes, mentions of threesomes

Notes:

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Smiley was a surprisingly private individual, he kept his shit to himself and so it was a surprise to everyone that he was not only in a relationship but engaged to one of the hottest person they ever saw.

(Name) Was a bombshell, the wet dreams of wet dreams.

"You are not engaged to him" Baji said simply and nahoya shrugged as he polished a glass at the bar area at the restaurant, him and Souya closing the shop for the day to have old Toman together for lunch "you are literally a gremlin! And he's like-- walking sex!"

"Keep getting bricked up for my fiance and I'm gonna kick your ass" smiley said coldly with a grin and Baji rolled his eyes "oi, Sanzu don't you deal with paranormal shit or whatever it is?"

"Parasocial and all the time, people think they know everything about me" he said simply as he sipped his sparkling water, Mikey nodding in agreement "I got people acting like they know exactly how I act... Real freaks"

"So delulu that he thinks he's with (name)" mitsuya picked up slang from his sister's and loved to use it much to the others groans.

"Keep acting like this and you're not invited to the wedding" smiley didn't have to wait to long though to prove his words true, (name) texting him that hes on his way with some snacks the pink haired man requested.

"Seriously, you're way to deme--"-- baby? They didn't have the chips you wanted so I opted for the second best thing" everyone turned to see (name) step in, the Haitani brothers awe struck and Draken surprisingly was the only one who believed smiley after all, how the fuck did Draken himself land Emma?

"Oh, 'hoya baby you didn't tell me you had company, I could have come at a later time" (name) was a fair bit taller than nahoya, from the looks he stood at the same height as hanma. Curves and an ass that could make a man drop, the married trio of pah, Draken and takemichi chatting amongst each other with no interest in the situation but the others... Smiley was about to break some fingers.

"Everyone, this is my fine as hell fiance! No we won't do threesomes so don't fucking ask!" (Name) Let smiley pull him to his side, the other kissing his cheek while he played with the hair at the nape of the older twins neck and smiled at Angry "I got you some gummy worms" he said calmly as he ignored the oggling from the others "it's a pleasure to meet Nahoyas friends, he's spoken of you all"

"Fondly I'm sure" kazutora said with a flirty grin and (name) tilted his head as he gazed into the others eyes "that's not the word I would use" (name) said simply as he watched the other struggle at (name)s naturally sultry gaze "how the fuck... Is this a thing" Kisaki said incredulously as Hanmas hand rested on the specticalled man's thigh, the boyfriends finding this fascinating yet strange.

Smiley was... Well smiley and (name) was sex incarnation.

"We met at a party and where everyone was trying to flirt... Hoya made me laugh" (name) said simply and nahoya looked SMUG as he let the other hold him close "why don't you head upstairs baby, I'll be up in a minute" Smiley sent (name) upstairs but not without a kiss that left (name)s (lipstick/lipgloss) on the others lips.

"You sure you aren't open to a threesome?" Mikey asked and smiley cracked his neck at that.

"Absolutely fucking not, you're not coming to the wedding"

[angelltheninth]

Things Tokyo Rev Men Enjoy

Pairing: Takemichi Hanagaki, Manjiro Sano, Ken Ryuuguuji, Takashi Mitsuya, Kazutora Hanemiya, Baji Keisuke, Shinichirou Sano, Chifuyu Matsuno, Rindou Haitani, Tetta Kisaki x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, established relationship, creampie, praise, angry sex, cock riding, risk of getting caught, marking, fucking in front of others, mirror sex, overstimulation

Ko-Fi | Rules | Fandoms and Characters

A/N: I got a friend to watch this so I've been rewatching along with him.

Takemichi trebled as you clung onto him, your breath shaky and warm next to his ear. "Only a little bit more Take, you can do it can't you? You've been waiting for a while." You pressed your body against his, felt his thighs flex under yours.

"Anything for you babe- a-anything you want, just... fuck... please tell me how good it feels for you." His lips trailed across your shoulder, fruitlessly trying to put a stop to the whimpers he's making as your pussy keeps trying to drain the cum from his dick. "I'm doing good for you aren't I? You're feeling good cause of me..."

You smiled against his pinkish cheeks and made your inner walls flutter around him, "What do you think? Are you making me feel good? The best I've ever felt? Making me want nothing but your cock?"

"Yes! Yes, yes, ugh, I'll make sure you feel even better soon!" Takemichi kissed and lightly bit at your lips as he finally let himself come, trembling against his bed more than you were against him, almost dizzy from the pleasure he knows he's giving you.

Mikey pulled you against his body, his balls pressed under your ass. "You're not going anywhere yet. I still gotta empty these in your pussy." He rolled his hips upwards even though his cock had nowhere left to go. The friction was enough to stimulate your inner walls, eliciting a small moan from you.

When you tried to pull away from him he tightened his hold. He was enjoying it a little, being able to keep you all to himself however long he wanted.

"Of course you want me here. Who else is gonna keep your cock warm and your balls empty. Am I right, Mikey?" You pressed your body against his, your pussy pulsing around his cock.

"I like having you close." He mumbled against your neck before he pulled you off his cock and then slammed you back down to receive his hot cum.

Draken hates it when you try to hide your pretty face when you have sex. Him seeing your face while he fucks you stupid is his favorite part of it. Well one of his favorite parts. So when you have sex he makes sure that there are no pillows you can use to hide.

Besides a much better use for the pillows is under you so he has a better angle to thrust his cock into you. "Remember what we agreed on babe, no hiding from me. I want to see all of you." Draken teased as he pulled your hands towards him, effectively impaling you on his hard cock.

"But it's embarrassing! The face I'm making right now-" He interrupted you with yet another deep thrust, the angle perfect for fucking you just right.

"Is beautiful. You're beautiful when you make that face. You're making it because I'm making you feel good, I love to see it. Makes me so hard." He insisted , one handmaking from yours and stroking your cheek, "You're beautiful like this, coming on my dick."

Mitsuya never gets tired of you riding his cock. It doesn't matter if you're constantly going up and down on it or if your body is pressed so closely against his that he can feel your tits moving as well. There's no better feeling than your weight on top him while you moan.

"You want me on top again?" You asked with a chuckle as Mistuya moved his hands along your hips and sighed when you took his cock and lined it up with your wet pussy.

"What man wouldn't want you riding and draining him dry? I got all pent up for you." His smug smile turned into a grin when he pushed you down enough to take the tip in. "Can you get is all in one go?"

You quirked your eyebrow at the question. Leaning down you pressed your breasts against his chest, your ass in the air for a few moments and then fully sat on his cock, taking the entire length at once. His cock filled and stretched your pussy, eliciting a deep moan from the both of you.

Kazutora usually let his anger out on opposing gang members, which would then get him and his friends into even more trouble. In turn this would mean he got injured all over again so you suggested he used his energy in a more pleasurable manner.

You weren't ready for how passionate and horny he would get when he had all his anger pent up and the only way for him to let go of it was to fuck it out. "Look at you, getting off on me hurting you." Kazutora brushed his hand along the bruise on your hip left there by his grip.

"I wanted to take your mind off things." You wrapped your legs around him and arched your back into him, your pussy clenching around his cock.

"Those guys deserved it for flirting with you. And you... dressed like that, you were provoking me weren't you? You like me when I'm angry, rough." The bruises he left on you were the kind you would gladly show off.

Baji has no problem with fucking you in front of his gang to make a point. What is that point? That you're off limits to anyone but him. You might make their cocks hard but they're not allowed to touch you, even think about it.

"I had no idea it'd turn you on so much, being on display like this, like a little fucktoy." He whispers close, only for you to hear, so that only he knows how hard your pussy tightens and loosens around his dick. You pull him close to try and hide your flustered face, protecting yourself from the truth of his words.

His hands grab your thighs and push them further apart, letting the other guys see how wet his cock is from pounding your pussy. You hear curses, laughs, snickers around you, but no one even dares to ask to join, valuing their life over pleasure.

You kiss his neck and wrap your legs around him, even though they're shaking. "You should do more than that Baji." You egg him on as your inner walls tighten around him. With a groan he understands what you mean, pulling back and then balls deep back in right as he finishes, shooting thick ropes of cum in you.

Shinichiro spreads your legs open in front of a mirror but doesn't put his dick in before he sees you're wet enough. He enjoys the show of you touching yourself for him, getting ready, touching your clit the exact same way he would. The whole while you feel his hard cock against your back.

"Don't you want to put it in? I can feel you dripping." You look back at him but he only looks at the mirror. More specifically the way your fingers pump in and out of your pussy.

"Babe, you know I want to." He breaths against your ear before kissing behind it. "Look at me as you take my cock." The dark eyes in the mirror never leave yours as you're lifted up by the hips and then pushed down on his throbbing cock.

He uses one hand to guide you, the other one gently on the back of your head to make sure you don't look away. The grip doesn't let up until you feel the soft, full balls pressing against you, then away and then back against you harder.

Chifuyu can't help but het hard when he sees the tiniest evidence of his love on you. He's always covered in various bruises and marks from his fights, he wants you to be covered in marks from his love for you. But you also can't help but want the same for him.

Every time you spot a new bruise your lips latch onto the spot and suck. "Mine." You whisper against his skin while you ride his cock. "I hate that you get so many of these." You run your hands across his back. "I want to be the only one marking you."

"Like I do to you." Teasing you he bites down hard, hard enough to leave a mark just below your boob. "You're mine as I am yours. Nothing will change that."

A little sigh leaves your lips as his tongue licks the mark, hips snapping quickly against yours, making you jump in his lap. He holds you close, feeling every breath you take, every slight movement of your nails against his skin, scratching his back as you come on his dick.

Rindou chuckles against your neck as you try to hurry him up. "Don't tease anymore, we could be caught." He's been taking his sweet time, running his hand down your back, his fingers gathering the wetness between your legs before rubbing it against your clit.

"Look at you," He presses the tip of his cock against your entrance before moving away. "Humping away like a bitch in heat. What's wrong? Scared that everyone's gonna see you for the slut you are?" You brace yourself against the desk as his hips snap forward, sheathing himself fully inside you.

You cover your mouth with your hand, the back of your thighs stinging from the rough thrust. "All at once... oh god..." Your pussy spasms around him.

He grunts, hips immediately starting to piston in and out. "Take it, take it all, take it deep." He is hands brace against your hips as he pounds away at you. "You were made for this and you know it, everyone else will know it too. I'll make sure of it."

Tetta laughs when your body falls limp onto the bed, his arms being there to catch you just in time. "We're not done yet pretty girl." He licks from your tits to your jaw. "I've been waiting all day for this, don't tell me that's it."

"No... just need a bit to... come... to..." You gasp as he starts moving again, almost like he's toying with you. Words fail you several times, body and mind overcome with pleasure that becomes electric when his thumb find your clit. "Ah!"

He knows exactly how to bend you to his will, he knows what he's doing to you, using your body for his pleasure while making you lose your mind to it. Because of him.

"What's that? Did you want to tell me something, huh baby?" He grins down at you, meeting your eyes for a moment before they close and yours roll back, overcome with a new wave of pleasure. Waves of cum wash over your insides, your legs pressing against him, the only thing that's keeping you sane.

[schoenpepper]

It's Okay to Play Favorites (Vice Housewardens)

Intro: You accidentally get sucked into the world of Twisted Wonderland, your favorite game, like, ever. And uh, you may or may not have teleported with a plushie of your favorite character…

Warnings: bad writing, awful grammar, not proofread, self aware au but not god, your card collection is just you being freaky and taking pictures of them, google translated French be warned, ortho’s is platonic and if u take it any other way i ban u, lilia’s is also platonic but if u see romance crumbs i won't stop u, ik ruggie and ortho aren't vice housewardens but get this idgaf

A/N: Bro college got me fucked (second day in i know i'm a fucking whiner i hate it all). Not a request, just some random stuff I wrote during my 3 hour round-trip commute jfc. If my Jade favoritism is acting up, no it ain't.

Masterlist

Trey Clover is a man often overlooked, whether in the fandom or the world of Twisted Wonderland.

So when you get transported in during orientation, you, the player, were holding a plush form of him?

He blanks out.

Sorry Riddle, your vice housewarden kinda crashed maybe you can reboot him or something.

Trey’s never thought of himself as anything special, but he must be if he’s your favorite character, right?

You befriend him with a giddy smile, he can almost see the hearts in your eyes as you fan[redacted] so hard you actually hug him in your excitement.

The player? Hugged? Him?????

“Crazy bro that’s like super nuts so jealous of you.” - Cater Diamond

Hm, he gets a bit bashful when you take so many pictures of him.

Do you really like him that much?

He…likes you too.

“Cringe.” - Cater Diamond

I’m just a normal person, you know? At least, the closest someone can get to normal in this place. You still want me? Are you sure?

…Okay.

If you’re sure.

Unfortunately, to date a dad is to put up with dad jokes.

Do you mind though?

Makes you the most delicious pastries and confectionery known to mankind. You’ll probably get 5 lbs fatter and a sugar addiction.

But your teeth will be beautiful because he teaches you how to brush your teeth properly.

(Ten kinds of toothbrushes…)

Picnic dates.

Tea party dates.

Baking dates.

You might need to go on a diet to stay in shape because Trey doesn’t mind fat. He will probably love you more if you’re chubby.

But he loves you regardless.

Rest of the cast is like, vaguely jealous because why Trey?

But also he has a generally good rapport with other people so it’s cool.

Maybe.

Ruggie Bucchi wasn’t really paying too much attention at the ceremony but you definitely drew his focus.

Is that a plushie hyena beastman?

Does not register that it’s him until someone calls it out.

What? Why? How? When? Where?

He probably has major self esteem issues because, you know, the school’s filled to the brim with rich kids and people with status.

He has neither money nor power. So when he finds out he’s your favorite character? Boom.

He lets out his cute (im not biased) laugh but it’s because he doesn’t know how else to react.

You want to be his friend? Why not?

(Laughs again because he’s exploding on the inside)

You hug him???? Crazy. You owe him a donut for that, bro.

Thinks the picture thing is a bit weird but who is he to argue with the player?

You’re weird, y’know? There’s like princes and moguls and stuff in NRC, why me?

You like me? You find me charming?

That’s not something I’d really use for myself but hey…knock yourself out. Shishishi.

Floof.

You get to scratch his ears and kiss ‘em and watch ‘em twitch while he tries to get away from you.

Insane bro wish I was you.

Cuddly and surprisingly clingy, loves loves loves being pampered.

Are you indoctrinated by my subby Ruggie vibes yet???

His love language is sharing food.

(Have you ever tried passing candy through a kiss? No? Wanna try?)

His grandma will love you <3

The other characters will be giving him major stink eye. The scrappy hyena? Really?

Yes really.

“Whatever, good for you.” - Leona probably.

Jade Leech is amused.

Rather childish, is it not? Well, he’s flattered that you think so highly of him and even have this stuffed toy in his image.

Unfortunately, he does hold enough respect for you as the player to not immediately use your infatuation with him for nefarious purposes.

Not to say he doesn’t tease you though.

You are the flustered one here.

He’s your favorite? Oya, how interesting. He’s never seen himself the way that you do, but who is he to argue with the player?

Please, what do you like so much about him? Do tell.

(His systems crash when you hug him but you’ll never know)

You seem to enjoy taking his pictures. If you let him [redacted] you can take as many as you want.

If you don’t take him up on his offer I will!!!

My, I never expected to be your ‘favorite character’, was it? Well, I don’t mind.

What do I think of you?

Fufu, wouldn’t you like to know?

Loving a sadist means you’re probably a masochist.

You like it when he ‘unintentionally’ makes you do something stupid? Toys with you? Teases you with his annoyingly adorable super cutie pie grin?

Bro you have weird taste I could like, never~

If you didn’t like mushrooms before you do now.

You wish he’d look at you the way he looks at his terrariums.

You know that silly, happy, dopey little look he gets? The lab coat groovy one? Yeah.

Hiking dates if you’re physically able to. If not, he makes like the fanciest dinner dates ever.

He does love you, promise.

The other characters are highkey judging you.

Jamil Viper is inside his hoodie and is very unlikely to ever come out.

You’re kinda embarrassing but what is he supposed to do?

You’re the player. You have a plushie Jamil. Tiny and cute.

Jamil doesn’t see himself as cute. Wouldn’t it be better if you had a different one? Someone sunnier, someone warmer, someone like…Kalim?

Jamil’s your favorite character?

Yeah he’s not leaving his hoodie.

When you’re so happy and excited that you hug him, his soul leaves his body through his lips.

Rip Jamil Viper.

I don’t think Jamil’s very used to the camera, considering he’s technically Kalim’s servant and servants stay in the background.

But since you adore him the way that you do, well, he won’t stop you.

You’re strange. Is this a prank?

No, I don’t mean to doubt you. It’s just that…

No, nevermind. Since you want me, I’ll—love? You love me? Fine, I can work with that too.

His favorite kind of date is one where you two sleep and cuddle together.

He needs a break.

It’s not too often that he can carve time out of babysitting, so any time spent with him you’ll cherish like gold.

You can help him with chores if you manage to persist through multiple rejections.

He’d really prefer not to make the player do chores with him, but when you smile so wide like that, he can’t refuse anymore on the grounds of you not enjoying it.

Kalim can lend you guys the carpet though, you wanna fly?

While the cast doesn’t generally approve of the snake, you’re very loud about your infatuation.

They can’t stop you.

Rook Hunt is a lover of beauty, and you, the player, are the most beauté of all! (full points :D)

Qu'est-ce que c'est? A soft and fluffy copy of himself? How wonderous! Marvelous! The adorable cotton-filled blah blah blah (insert soliloquy here)

While there’s a tiny thought in his mind that perhaps the poison apple or the queen would be more befitting of a nui plush, he still takes your fascination with him in stride.

(It’s not often that he’s in this role.)

To be your favorite, it is an honor!

He shall dedicate a poem to your inner and outer beauty!

Accidentally tosses you to the ground when you try to hug him.

Desolé, instinct. Try again?

He’s not used to being the one in the spotlight, but please, take as many pictures as you need!

Love? Love is the most beautiful indeed. Comme toi, tellement adorable. Lovely.

You’re asking if I have someone I love?

Je suis un lâche de ne pas exprimer mon amour pour toi. 

Either you get what he’s saying or you remember it so you can translate later.

Anyway, have you ever wanted to hunt for sport as a date?

No?

How about getting hunted for sport?

Still no? Shame.

Rook settles for little camping trips in the woods, just you and him and the forest (and his bow and quiver of arrows and his hunting knife and his dagger and—).

He makes very good roasted meat.

You’ll enjoy it as long as you remember not to ask where it’s from.

Uh, ignore how every other cast member is judging you. Love is love, right?

Ortho Shroud is very happy! Very excited! Yay!

You’re a legendary figure, and you’re treating him so nicely! 

Is that a toy made to look like him? You like Ortho? He’s your favorite character?

Yay!

Robo baby is very happy.

Since you like Ortho, do you like Idia too?

Can you be Idia’s friend?

Can you be a new older sibling? Please?

(Say yes or I will [redacted])

Hugs? Hugs!

Forehead kisses?

Yes!

You seem to enjoy taking many pictures of Ortho. Why is this? You like him that much?

If so, maybe you two should take pictures together instead of always taking pictures of him alone. He’d love to take lots of pictures with you!

Can Idia come?

I am your favorite character? Like in a video game? This world is also a video game?

That’s great!

What kind of character am I?

Lilia Vanrouge thinks you’re funny. But also totally correct.

He must be sinful because even you, dear player, find him absolutely adorable!

Hehehe…

Is that a tiny Lilia? Good taste! It’s almost as adorable as the real one.

When you hug him in your excitement, he just laughs and pats your back.

Grandpa vibes.

A picture? Why not?

A selfie, as you kids say. (bro you’re not even detached from modern technology???)

Really likes taking pictures with you.

Since you like him a lot and he’s your favorite character, be a dear and forgo your sleep schedule to game with him.

I’m your favorite, right? Surely that means you’d love to taste my cooking?

No? Why, I’m saddened by your rejection…

There we go. It’s not so bad, is it? I made it with effort, onions, garlic…are you alright? Oh dear.